oxygen

by rantywoman

http://www.elle.com/life-love/sex-relationships/midlife-crisis-affair?click=main_sr

My husband and I were lovers for years before our marriage, and we still had great sex and a laugh a day. But the long, dark baby years, during which somehow I’d become the earner and he the miserable stay-at-home mom, had crushed the fun out of our lives. Inside the house together with the kids, I felt starved for oxygen, but no amount of jogging could fill my lungs enough to release the sensation of being trapped. I couldn’t stay, and yet I couldn’t go.

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